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Avenger! Bucky Barnes x PR manager! Reader

Summary: When you became Avenger’s PR manager, you basically got your dream job, but one particular man, who had been staring at you every single time you were around, made you wonder whether it was because he hated or liked you.

Word count: 6.8K

Warnings: smut, bucky is obsessed with your short skirts, bucky is recovering, grumpy x sunshine, good friend natasha romanoff, office sex, oral sex (f), unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, pet names

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The work at the Avengers Tower wasn’t what you expected it to be. Tony Stark found you while you were working for another company a little bit more than a month ago. He was amazed by the way you were dealing with problems, by your charisma, and by your ability to find a common language with everyone. That’s how he knew that he had to have you as his partner and a part of the team.

The next day, you got a call directly from Tony, asking you to quit your job and accept his offer to work as Avenger’s PR manager. It would be an understatement to say that your jaw dropped to the floor when you heard your salary.

He said that you were totally worth it and that working with a group of such different people was not easy, but he was sure that you would be perfect at this. So on that exact day, you decided to take a risk and accept the challenge.

One thing that you hated about your previous job was the strict dress code. It was simply far from your style because you hated wearing the same basic and boring clothes every day. Tony said that it was the last thing that he cared about, and in that building, no one was obligated to wear certain clothes.

You knew that it was your lucky ticket.

He was actually really friendly and funny in person. You talked a lot during your first day while he was showing you all the necessary places in the tower: your office, his lab, common rooms and kitchens, avenger’s rooms, and even a beautiful garden on the roof. By the way, Tony allowed you to decorate your office however you wanted and gave you the number of the person who was responsible for this.

In short, it was perfect.

You were giddy with excitement on your first actual day of work. According to the plan, you had to meet with the Avengers and then arrange a few meetings for Tony.

It felt like you spent hours before your mirror deciding what to wear. Your whole room was a mess, and when you finally completed your look, which consisted of a short black skirt, beige long sleeve and a brown leather jacket on top, it was already time to go.

Everyone in the room heard you before they saw you because of the sound of your heels clicking on the wood floor.

“Don’t tell me that this is our PR manager, Stark.” Black Widow looked you up and down with a smirk on her face. “You look good, hun. Finally, someone with a taste in this boring group of losers, besides me and Wanda, of course.”

“Hi.” You nicely smiled, not ready to get a compliment as soon as you stepped into the room.

“Ohh, she’s also the sweet one.” Another red-headed woman, Wanda, said with a smile.

“You both, shut up.” Tony stood up from the armchair with a pack of chips in one hand and threw the other one over your shoulder. “Want some?” He asked you, showing the food, but you slightly shook your head. “Whatever… Now, you all listen here, this is Y/N; she’s our new PR manager. I stole her from someone because she’s incredibly smart and good at her job. Starting from this moment, she’s going to cover up your asses and organize all this stupid media stuff.” You blushed at his words but were still silent. “So, this is Natasha, Wanda, Steve, Bucky, and Th—wait, you already know them, right?”

“Yeah, of course I do.” You chuckled. “By the way, it’s nice to meet all of you. I hope we can work together, and I will have a chance to be helpful.” You took a look at all the Avengers in the room, and everyone looked at you with a smile except one person, whose eyes sent shivers down your spine.

When you looked at Bucky, you saw that his eyes were scanning your body with an unreadable expression, and you suddenly felt really weird in your short skirt. Your eyes met, and his famous death stare was really quite scary. He didn’t like you? You two were staring at each other for a few seconds, and you believe that the rest of the team noticed it because Steve loudly cleared his throat to get your attention.

He asked you a few questions about you, and Clint and Sam made a few jokes. Everything was fine as you all chatted for a little bit until Tony said that everyone should get ready for tomorrow’s mission, and you too have a lot to do.

You went back to your office only with the thought that, during this whole time, Bucky was staring at you like he wanted to burn a hole in your head.

Later that day, Bucky was sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of already-cold coffee while Steve was making himself dinner. It was quiet besides the sound of the cooking food, or at least Bucky didn’t listen to Steve’s words because he was too deep in his thoughts.

Well, he was mostly thinking about you and his mixed feelings about this interaction. As soon as you walked into the room, you had his whole attention. He couldn’t help but stare at your body, at your open legs, and at your smiley face. He knew that he sounded like a total creep and that it was inappropriate to look at other people this way, but he had never seen women dress this way. Was it normal right now? Was it new fashion trends or something? The only women that he had been interacting with for the past few years were women from Wakanda, and in the tower it was mostly Nat and Wanda, and he had never seen them dress like that. Or, at least, he just didn’t care enough to notice it.

When he saw you today, he felt something in him, and he didn’t like that feeling. It was something new, something that he had never experienced before, but his body became tense and his stomach tightened. It was weird.

“What, you're still trying to process her?” He was distracted from his thoughts by Sam, who came to the kitchen to grab a bottle of cold water from the fridge. Bucky looked at him and furrowed his brows when he saw a shitty smirk.

“What the fuck are you talking about? And why are you smiling like an idiot?” Bucky growled.

“Because you’re thinking about Y/N.” His words caught Steve’s attention, and he came closer.

“That’s why you two were staring at each other like that?” Steve said this while drying his hands with a towel. “Do you like her? I think she seems cute.”

“No, I don’t. She just looks... different.”

“Oh, the old man got excited by the beautiful woman and her short skirt.” Sam’s smile got even wider as he started teasing Bucky. “You know, I wanted to ask her out, but I can take a step back if you like her.” He leaned on the table so he could get under Bucky’s skin even more.

“I do not like her.”

“So you’re okay if I ask her out? Maybe I should go to her office right now.” Sam pretended like he was really thinking about this.

“Sam...” Steve said.

“You both are just getting on my fucking nerves.” Bucky’s chair almost fell to the floor when he angrily stood up. “Do whatever the fuck you want, I don’t care about you or her.” With these words, he stormed out of the room, and Sam started to laugh out loud.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know?” Steve shook his head like a disappointed mother whose kids always fight.

“That was fun, and maybe it’ll push him to ask her out. She’s hot, but not my type; I’m just trying to help this idiot.”

You have been working with the Avengers for over a month now. This work was literally a dream from any angle. You were making a lot of money, doing the job that you really liked, and found a lot of close friends.

Almost everyone on the team was very close to you. Natasha and Wanda were particularly your best friends. Sam was the funniest person you’ve ever met, and he always found time to tease you or to make a compliment. Bruce and Clint were like your uncles—a little bit old and annoying, but always with a piece of advice for you. A few times, you and Steve met at the gym when you came to work too early, so he was happy to train with you. Who would’ve thought that Captain America himself would teach you how to throw a punch?

The only pain in your ass was Bucky Barnes. Well, to be fair, he didn’t do anything. You’re not even sure that you heard his voice. He was always just staring. Any time that you came to the room and he was there, you either saw him from the corner of your eyes or felt his burning gaze on your back.

To this day, you had no problems with your job. You organized a few interviews for Tony and Steve, talked to the newspapers and magazines, and held some meetings, but right now, sitting on your white chair, you felt weirdly nervous.

Bucky had to come here any minute to talk about a recent accident. Apparently, he almost knocked out someone on the street. All the press and news sources were taking advantage of the situation and using loud headlines to cast a shadow on Bucky and get more views. “The Winter Soldier is back?”. “The Winter Soldier almost killed an innocent man on the street.”

It has been the biggest topic on the internet for the past few hours. Most of the people were furious and wrote too many inappropriate and rude things. So you asked FRIDAY to call Bucky so you could know the whole situation and give comments to the press as soon as possible.

You started thinking about what you should do, or, to be more honest, how to behave around Bucky, because a few days ago two red-headed women that you now considered your best friends assured you that he is in love with you and just doesn't know what to do with it.

You told them everything about his weird actions—that he always looked at you, checked your clothes, and stayed silent. Natasha and Wanda just looked at each other with smirks on their faces.

“Why are you looking at each other like that?” You arched an eyebrow and crossed your hands across your chest.

“Please, don't tell me that you don't understand his behavior.” Natasha looked at you and sipped her coffee.

Well, I wouldn’t have asked you if I knew the reason.”

“Honey, he lust likes you and thinks that you’re hot. You remember that he’s actually an old man, right? Women from his time didn’t dress like that, and you look really sexy.” Wanda’s words made Nat nod her head as you looked weirdly at both of them.

“That’s bullshit, Wanda. This can’t be true. I'm sure that he just doesn’t like me and thinks that I look too revealing. Or he just hadn’t had a girlfriend in a long time.”

“Some time ago, I came to the kitchen at like 2 a.m. just in my lingerie because I thought everyone was asleep. Barnes was sitting there with a book, and you know what? He just said “Hi” and didn’t even look at me again while I was making a sandwich. And when he sees you, he just can’t take his eyes away and stares like an idiot.”

You stayed silent, thinking about the girls' words, because everything seemed pretty reasonable.

“And what should I do?”

“I don’t know, seduce him or something.” Natasha just casually said it, and your eyebrows flew to your hairline.

“Wait, do you like him?” Wanda asked you, and Natasha huffed like it was obvious.

“I mean… he’s beautiful. I didn’t have a chance to talk to him, but Steve and Sam love him, and I trust their opinion.” You stopped trying to put together your thoughts. “To be honest, sometimes I think about the fact that he’s probably one of the hottest people I’ve ever seen. When we studied history at school, all the girls fell in love with America's Boy, and I with his best friend.”

“Then don’t wait. Just give him some hints, because I swear, for the ladies’ man, he’s too slow.” Natasha’s words made you smile. “Try to get closer to him; I don’t know, flash him with your boobs and look at the reaction. Push him a little bit. He’ll break.”

The loud knock on the door almost made you jump out of your chair.

“Come in.” You said this as you stood up and fixed your white dress and cardigan.

Bucky came probably to the lightest and most cozy room in the whole tower. A lot of white and pastel colors, comfy sofa and armchairs, and paintings on the wall. And in the middle of this was you—always perfectly looking, in heels, in a too-short dress, and with a smile on your face. He couldn't stop himself from looking at the smooth skin of your legs. It’s probably so soft...

“Em– Hi.” You awkwardly stood while his eyes were scanning your body. He didn’t answer; he just nodded. “So I think that we can sit there, it’s more comfortable.” You wave your hand at the sofa with a fluffy cover on it. “Do you want anything? Tea, coffee, water, soda?” Bucky just shook his head while he was trying to comfortably sit with a frown on his face.

You deeply inhaled while trying to be a professional. You didn’t know what was wrong with this man, but his behavior started to get on your nerves.

“Bucky, we can’t work together if you keep ignoring me. You can say if you don’t like something, because I don’t want to be on bad terms with anyone.” You sat across from him and crossed your legs.

“I don’t know what I should say.” His deep voice filled the room. Bucky took a pillow that was lying near him and started playing with the fringe. “I feel weird when I’m around you, and I don’t like it. I have thoughts that I shouldn’t have.” His eyes scanned your body once again, and you wondered if he was talking about what you thought.

“Can I do something to change it?”

“No.” He deeply inhaled. “It’s my own problem, and it’s not your job to try to fix it. Anyway, why am I here?”

“I think you know why. I need to ask you about the recent incident because I have a meeting with the press in less than an hour, and I have to give them a good reason why you did that. People didn’t take all that information too well.” You saw that Bucky sadly smiled and looked you directly in the eyes, making goosebumps appear on your skin. “So, tell me what’s happened.”

“You know that whatever you say won’t change people’s opinions about me, right? No one forgave me, and they’re still looking for a chance to call me a murderer.” He tried to hide behind a smile, but you saw everything written in his eyes. Bucky hurt himself with his own words.

“I understand how you feel about this whole situation, but we should address all those rumors because things might get worse.” You leaned on your knees with your hands, and Bucky’s eyes immediately fell on your boobs.

Push him a little bit. He’ll break.

You tried to hold back a smirk.

“Fuck.” He mumbled. “ I– um– I was walking from the coffee shop to the tower. It was another busy street with hundreds of people, but I still didn’t expect someone to touch me. That man jumped on my back or something, and my instincts just worked. I threw him over myself on the ground and put a hand on his throat. Turned out he wanted to take a picture. But I panicked because there are many people who want to take revenge and who might want to do it literally any second. I’m always ready for this.” He shrugged like it was nothing, but you could hear the pain in his voice.

You felt deeply sorry for the man before you. Even if he was cold and acted weird around you, you knew that it was his way to protect himself. After everything he came through, you couldn’t blame him.

“Do you still go to the therapist?” You gently asked.

“Yes, two times a week.” Bucky nervously ran his right hand through his hair while still holding your pillow in the metal one.

“Okay, that’s good; I can work with this information.” You nodded and reached for your journal on the coffee table. “Thank you for sharing this with me, Bucky. I really appreciate it. I’ll do my best to convince people that it was not your fault, okay?”

“Thank you, Y/N.” Bucky stood up, carefully putting your pillow in its place, and left your office without another word, while you were sitting there with a smile.

Maybe the girls were right.

After that day, everything between you and Bucky became even weirder. Yes, he wasn’t totally silent now, and you’ve got a few “Hi”, but his stares felt different.

It was like you two were playing some kind of game. Since you knew that he didn’t actually hate you, you tried to do as Natasha and Wanda said—get his attention and push more. And God, you loved that game.

Almost every day you found an opportunity or excuse to see him in common rooms or in the corridors of the Tower, and you made sure that Bucky noticed you. You wore tighter clothes, walked right past him, and looked at him with a smile. You knew that it was working because a few times Bucky just suddenly left the room while he was mumbling something.

It was almost 8 p.m., but you were still working on schedule for the next week. There was some kind of charity event, and Tony required you to convince everyone to go there because more Avengers can attract more sponsors and money. As always, Bucky was the one who refused to go there. He simply sees no reason for him to be there, and he doesn’t want to be there alone because he knows that Captain America will be the biggest star, and such a social butterfly as Sam will leave him in a second.

You decided that it would be better to talk to Bucky in person, but you didn’t want to lose a chance to get his attention, so you went by yourself instead of asking FRIDAY.

You looked in the small mirror to check your makeup and hair and went straight to where you knew Bucky was spending his evening. As you walked in a dark room filled with only light from the TV, you saw Sam and Steve sitting on the couch and Bucky on the armchair near them. You quietly walk to him and just casually sit on the armrest. His eyebrows flew to his hairline, and you heard that the chewing from the boys stopped. Bucky had no choice but to put his metal arm on your lower back.

“I need you in my office. You have to talk about the next charity event. Could you please give me some of your time?” You quietly asked and lowered yourself closer to him. Bucky was just staring at you for a few seconds, but then slightly nodded.

Bucky followed you to your office, not without getting smirks from the boys,and then stood near your table with his hands in his pockets.

“Don’t you want to sit?” You said and stepped closer to him.

“No.”

“Um– okay.” You took the papers from your table and stood in front of Bucky. “So, you know that there is going to be a charity event, and I’m responsible for getting all the Avengers there, and you are one of them.”

“I’m not going, I already told Tony.” He just shrugged.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m not needed there. I’m not an actual hero, people have no interest in me, especially when there will be Iron Man, Captain America, and Thor, you know? Plus, I have no interest in sitting alone the whole night.” You saw that Bucky tried to be casual about it, but he just put salt on his own wound.

“Don’t say that, Bucky. There are people who want to see you there, you have a lot of fans. You know, I’m going there too, so if you don't mind, we can–”

“What game are you playing with me?” He interrupted you. Bucky straightened his shoulders, which made him look even bigger, and started moving closer to you, putting you in a trap between him and your desk.

“W– what do you mean?” You couldn't control your body as you started to tremble a little bit from the power that this man had. As soon as you bumped into the table, his hands landed on both sides of you, and his face was right in front of yours.

“Don’t act clueless, Y/N. I see what you’re doing.” He stopped for a second, studying your face. “You know, I tried to convince myself that you do all of this by accident, but now I’m sure that you’re just playing your little game. Am I right, doll?” You two were staring at each other, and you felt almost nauseous from different emotions.

He was so fucking beautiful up close. Piercing blue eyes, pink lips, and light stubble You know why many women thought that James Barnes was charming. If he had more confidence, he would’ve been unstoppable.

Your eyes slowly shifted lower to his arms and chest as you remained silent. He was big, with well-trained muscles that were seen through the tight black t-shirt. Both arms were stretched near you, so you had a really good opportunity to look at the smooth tanned skin and beautiful dark vibranium. You felt how your lower stomach tightened just from the thought of getting those pretty hands on your body…

You were pulled out of your head by a sudden movement of Bucky’s hand, which gripped your face and pushed your lips together. He was obviously dominating in the kiss, as if he were desperate to taste you. The tip of his tongue brushed over your lips, asking for entrance, which you happily gave him. The moan came out of you when Bucky moved away and looked you in the eyes, still holding your face.

“This whole fucking time I thought that I was a creep for looking at you, but now I know that you did everything on purpose, doll.” His eyes moved between your eyes and mouth. “All these short skirts and dresses that almost showed me everything underneath it, all these innocent smiles and looks... You did it to tease me?”

“Not at first...” You mumbled. “But you were acting so weird, and girls said that you liked me and just didn’t know what to do. I wanted to find out whether it was true or not.”

“Fuck, if I knew earlier that this was your plan, I would’ve bent you over the nearest surface, baby.” Bucky moved a little closer, brushing his lips over yours. “Do you know how fucking hot and gorgeous you are? I haven’t felt that way in many, many years. Just wanna kiss you and make you mine.”

“And what’s stopping you from this, Sargent?” You asked with a smile and moved your hand to the back of his neck to gently play with the baby hairs.

“You’re gonna be my death, doll face.” He mumbled before leaning closer and kissing you again.

This time, you started to touch each other's bodies. Bucky’s warm and cold hands landed on your thighs, playing with the hem of the skirt and rubbing your soft skin after he lifted you up a little bit and helped you sit on the table, staying in between your legs. Your own hands were moving up and down his broad chest, discovering all of his muscles.

“Bucky…” You whined into the kiss when his finger brushed against the edge of your already wet panties.

“Tell me.” Bucky moved away from your swollen lips and left a path of kisses down your neck. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.” He sucked a sensitive spot under your ear, which made you moan.

“I don’t know. Just do anything, please.” You both breathed heavily. You felt like you were too hot; your lower stomach ached, and your underwear was soaking wet. Bucky was looking at you with such lust in his eyes that you wanted him to destroy you.

“Lay back.” He ordered you as one of his hands went higher under your skirt and slid your black lace panties down your legs. You didn’t miss how Bucky shoved him into the back pocket of his jeans with a smirk on his face.

You quickly followed his instructions and just threw all the papers from our table on the floor. You’ll regret it later, but now you don't care. The sudden move of Bucky's metal arm grabbed and pulled your shirt, and all the buttons scattered on the floor, making you gasp in disbelief.

“Bucky! It was expensive.”

“Sorry, I’ll buy you whatever you want, I promise. But now I need to see you all.” He growled and fell to his knees before you. “Fuck, doll, such a pretty pussy. I’m gonna make a mess with her.”

Bucky’s hands grabbed both of your legs and threw them over his shoulders. He dragged your skirt higher, not wanting to take it off of you. His head fell on your right legs as he left a few kisses on your sensitive skin.

“Bucky please! Don’t tease me!” You desperately whined.

“I need a moment to appreciate both of you. I haven’t done it since the 40's, you know that?”

You wanted to say something, but his mouth on your most delicate part of your body left you speechless and made you grab his hair. Bucky’s tongue was gentle at first, just to get a taste of you and tease you a little bit. His tongue started to play with your clit, circling it and applying different pressures to find out what made your body twitch. It looked like he was enjoying it too; you felt deep grunts escaping his mouth as he was trying to catch every drop that came out of you.

Your loud moans filled the room as Bucky found the perfect place and made motions that made you see stars. A hand in his hair tightened even more when you felt one of his fingers at your entrance.

“M-hm, so wet and tight for me.” He pulled away a little bit, looking at how his two fingers came in and out of you, all shiny with your juices. His darkened eyes were firmly glued to your pussy, which was trying to get more, and his mouth opened a little bit at the sight. “Taking my fingers like a good girl.” Bucky attacked you with his mouth again. This time he was licking your folds, mixing his saliva with your juices. When the feeling of his nose touching your bundle of nerves came through your whole body, you gripped Bucky’s dark locks even harder, particularly trying to ride his face, and he had to put his metal hand on your hips so you wouldn’t move.

Your body tensed when he curled his fingers right on your g-spot, sucking your clit like a hungry man.

“Bucky—fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m gonna cum, please don’t stop!” You whined with tears running down your face.

A few more movements of his magical mouth, and you fell over the edge. Your legs tightened around his head, tingles went all over your body, and the loudest moan mixed with Bucky’s name came out of you as you were riding on the wave of your orgasm.

Bucky didn’t stop, though.

He made sure to lick every drop that came out of you, to the point that you had to beg him to stop because you were too sensitive.

“That was—“ You were trying to catch a breath. “That was the best orgasm I've ever had, oh my god. If you did it for the first time in like seventy years, I can’t imagine what you can do with practice.”

Bucky dragged you up by your neck, so you would be at the same level with him. His hand moved your hips closer to the edge of the table, and you felt how hard he was through those jeans.

“I can practice whenever you’ll allow me, doll.” He put his warm hand on your face to kiss you. The taste of your own release on his tongue made you moan.

“Need you inside of me, please.” Your hands automatically started to pull up his shirt, but he stopped you.

“We don’t have to take it off if you don’t want to.”

You were silent for a few seconds. “Why wouldn’t I want to take your shirt off?”

“You know, my arm and scars...”

“Do you really think that I care about it?” You left a few kisses on his cheek. “I think that your arm is hot, by the way, and I want to feel your skin on mine, Sarge.” It was enough for Bucky to pull off his shirt and stay before you half-naked.

Your hands moved to trace every muscle, every birthmark, and every scar on his chest, and you felt that this moment was so intimate, especially because of Bucky’s stare. He looked at you with such adoration and softness that you wanted to melt.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” He mumbled and kissed you with even more passion.

Bucky ripped off the rest of your shirt and quickly took off your matching black bra, gripping your breasts with both hands and taking your left nipple in his hot mouth.

You dug nails into Bucky’s back as he was sucking and licking your nipples, leaving them wet in the cold air. It felt good. So fucking good—his mouth was truly amazing. But the emptiness inside of you was almost painful, and you were clenching around nothing.

“Bucky! Sarge, please, I need you.” You almost cried and dragged his head by the hair back to your mouth.

“Baby, baby, wait– “ His hot breath was touching your lips, but he stopped your hands, which were unbuckling his belt. “Baby, I don’t have a condom. Fuck, do you have one?”

“We don’t have to use it... I’m on the pill. And I’m clean.” Your legs wrapped tighter around Bucky’s waist and put him closer to your naked core. He swore that he could feel your heat through his jeans and boxers.

“Fuck, I love twenty-first century... I’m clean too, can’t even catch a disease with this serum shit.”

His words were like a green light to you. You didn’t want to wait even a second more. So you just took off his pants with such speed and impatience that it made Bucky chuckle. With the last movement, all of his clothes were on the floor, and you sat on your table, frozen because of the sight before you.

Bucky’s thick and perfectly long dick was the best fucking thing that you’ve ever seen. Pink and a little bit curled to his abdomen. Your mouth watered just thinking about tasting it. Or how well he’ll stretch you out. You didn’t even notice how your mouth opened a little bit, and you unconsciously wrapped your hand around him.

“You’re gonna destroy me, Bucky.” You mumbled, to which you heard only a deep chuckle. Your eyes moved back to Bucky’s smiley face.

“I hope so.”

Two different hands landed on your thighs again, spreading and lifting them up. You both looked down at where his cock almost touched your bare folds, and the first contact made you moan loudly. Bucky took the base of his cock, giving himself a few pumps, and moved the tip up and down your pussy, moving easily because of the mixture of your juices.

You grabbed his forearm and whined at the action.

“Ready, doll?” He was trying to be tough and strong, but you saw how he nervously licked his lips, the tremble of his flesh hand, and the tension in his abdomen. But you still vigorously nodded.

It was different from everything you’ve ever experienced. He was big but tried to be as gentle as possible, not wanting to hurt you. He only pushed a few inches, but you already wanted to cry from all the feelings inside of you. Pain mixed with extreme pleasure.

Bucky was trying so hard to control his motions and go slow, but God, it wasn’t easy. From the first touch of his cock, it felt like he had gone to heaven. He knew that sex was good, he remembers it, but the feeling of you and your warm body that so gracefully greeted him inside made him feral. Bucky felt such a need to kiss you that it was almost painful, especially when your swollen lips were a few inches away from his.

He leaned in closer to your lips, but it made him slip deeper into you, which made you both loudly moan into each other's mouths.

“Fuck– doll, you’re so warm and tight, oh my god.” Bucky mumbled as the grip on your hips became harder. It’ll probably leave bruises, but you didn’t care.

The feeling of him inside of you was overwhelming. He was so deep and stretched you just the way that you wanted, and you almost cried from pleasure.

“Please, Bucky, please move!”

His hips slightly moved once, and it felt like his mood instantly changed. You were suddenly pushed back on your table, and your legs, still in heels, were thrown on Bucky’s shoulders. His metal hand stayed on your thigh, and the other one fell on your stomach to push your skirt higher on your waist.

“All dressed up for me, baby.” He started slowly moving, burying his cock deep inside, and then leaving only the tip to tease you. “You know how long I wanted to do that, huh? Bend you over and just fuck the shit out of you until you can’t say anything except for my name.”

“Bucky– Sarge, please go faster. Just fuck me, do whatever you want.” You were desperate, yes. But you couldn't help but beg, because you really needed him to keep his promise and fuck the shit out of you.

You reached for his hand on your stomach and interlaced your fingers together.

“If you keep calling me that, I won’t last too long, doll.” His thrusts became harder and faster as your body moved up and down on your table.

Bucky was looking at your drunk-looking face with a slightly open mouth because you couldn’t keep your moans quiet. Your hair was deshiveled, your skin glimmered with sweat, and it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

“So beautiful, baby.” Bucky murmured, fucking you harder. The room was filled with loud noises from slapping skin and moans. “You love it when I talk to you like that, huh? Want me to tell you what a good girl you are?” His words definitely did something to you, and you unconsciously tightened around him. “Almost choking my cock, baby, fu-u-ck.”

“Mhm, Sargent, I’m so full of you.” You couldn’t see straight as the tip of his head pressed at the perfect spot with every thrust, it was too much and not enough at the same time.

The wet kisses on the inner side of your thigh sent shivers down your whole body when Bucky started to suck tender skin. His rough movement didn’t stop for a moment, and you knew that your orgasm was getting closer. The warm feeling in your belly slowly became bigger. It was hard for you to cum from sex, but Bucky did it so fast and without even touching your clit.

“C’mon, doll face. I feel ‘ya. Feel how your perfect little pussy is squeezing me. Cum with me, baby, cum on my cock.” His movements were still rough and confident, but you felt the slightest change in the way he was looking at you, how his body trembled a little bit, and the prettiest quiet noises escaped his mouth as Bucky was coming to his own end.

You were completely lost in your pleasure, with strong arms on your body and Bucky’s hard cock that was completely destroying you, so when fingers on your clit started to move in circles, your body slightly jolted up from your table.

“Bucky, Bucky, please—ohmygod, I’m coming!” You cried out loud and grabbed the hard wood under your arms.

“O-oh, fuck, doll, cum with me, please. Yes, squeeze my cock harder, make a mess. ‘M gonna cum.” With the last few pushes of his dick inside of you and movements of the fingers, you both fell from your heights, and the room filled with loud moans of pleasure. The feeling of his hot seed on your walls almost made you faint.

Bucky fell down on your body as your leg slipped from his shoulder. Two strong arms wrapped around you, and Bucky’s face nuzzled into your neck. You don’t know how long you two stayed silent, trying to catch a breath, while your hands gently rubbed Bucky’s back.

When he finally lifted himself up with a metal arm near your face on the table, the look in his eyes sent millions of butterflies to your stomach.

“I don’t even know what to say…” He chuckled and cupped your face with his right hand. “You look so fucking beautiful, Y/N.”

“Even when my makeup, my hair, and my clothes are completely destroyed?” You playfully arched an eyebrow and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers on your hot skin.

“Well, I did it, and I’m satisfied with it. You still look so hot, especially with my dick still inside of you.”

“Bucky!”

“Sorry, sorry. But I’m serious, though. Will you let me take you on a date? Maybe yesterday for lunch or for dinner after work?” His eyes had this little bit of doubt, and you couldn’t stop your wide smile because he was really thinking that you would say “no” after that.

“I will be glad to go out with you, Buck.” You dragged his face closer and gave him the sweetest kiss you could.

Bucky moved away, gently slipping out of you, and you hissed at the empty feeling. He helped you stand up on your shaking legs and handed you your clothes.

“Fuck, you completely destroyed my clothes.” You said as you were standing in front of the mirror. “How will I go home?”

“You can stay in my room.” Bucky came closer to you and helped you make your blouse look more presentable, even without buttons.

“Really?”

“Of course, doll. Just hold your shirt in case we bump into someone in the corridor, but I think everyone is already in their rooms.” Bucky finished dressing up, and you saw your underwear sticking out of his pocket.

“Don’t you want to give me my panties?”

“Na-ah, you’ll have to walk with me dripping out of you.” He gave you a cocky smile and turned all the lights off before wrapping his arm around you and leading you into the hall.

It was completely empty, but the second that you stepped out of the elevator, you saw Bucky’s best friends looking at you. All of you were looking at each other for a few seconds before Sam started hysterically laughing.

“You owe me fifty bucks, idiot!” He said to Steve, who was as red as a tomato. “Good job, Buckaroo, but I really thought that we were gonna ask her on a date first.”

“Fuck off, Willson.” Bucky growled, protectively stepping forward to protect you from their looks.

“Okay, okay, relax, no one’s touching your girl.” He said with a cocky smile on his face. “Let’s go, Steve. You’re too innocent to look at things like this.” Sam took his friend and led him in another direction.

“Asshole.” Bucky growled.

“Everything is okay, Buck, let’s go.” You stepped closer to his room, but he was still standing in his place. “I have to take a shower. Will you come with me, or will you stand here the whole night?” You smirked.

It was everything he needed to finally get closer to you, scoop you into his arms, and carry you into his room to the sound of laughter, which soon turned into moans.

#bucky barnes smut #the winter soldier #bucky barnes #marvel #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky x you #james bucky buchanan barnes #winter soldier #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #marvel smut #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #marvel fanfiction #mcu x reader #marvel fanfic #bucky smut #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader

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The Pull: Steddie x Succubus reader part 3

Summary: You move to Hawkins after spending the last decade in New York City hoping to have a peaceful and quiet next few years flying under the radar only feeding when necessary and making everyone you spend a night with forget you. But when you arrive, you feel a pull from two men like you’ve never felt before. As soon as you feel it you know flying under the radar here wasn’t going to cut it, you had to find them. Masterlist

Warnings: This chapter contains SMUT. Rough sex, demon/human sex, dom/sub dynamics, spit kink, face fucking, choking, hair pulling, M/M/F threesome. If I missed any please lmk!

A/N: this chapter is much longer than the first two, and it gets a bit angsty at the end but I promise all will be well in part 4, which will be the final part! Also I’m totally creating my own succubus lore as I go, I hope no one minds that she’s not exactly lore accurate!

‼️THIS STORY AND MY PAGE ARE 18+ MINORS AND BLANK/AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED IMMEDIATELY‼️

The minute his mouth was on yours you shoved your fingers into his mane of hair and kissed him back with fever. “Holy shit. You taste so fucking good, how do you literally taste like fruity pebbles?” He said as his mouth made its way from your lips down your neck.

You chuckled “is that what I taste like to you? That’s so cute. Remember what I said about my pheromones? More or less it’s the base of my powers, depending on how yours mix with mine it can change things about me. For instance, how I taste to you.” he paused his assault on your neck to give you a curious look “when you say ‘things’ what exactly do you mean by that?”

“Well-“ you were cut off by Steve suddenly turning you to face him “dude what the? Why did you do that!?” Steve didn’t answer, he just grabbed your hand and yanked you in towards him until you were flush against his chest before he kissed you so hard it made your head spin “you were being greedy” he said looking over your shoulder at Eddie who was still standing behind you both. “Also that pheromone thing is freaky because you taste exactly like those cherries you get in Shirley Temples to me. And you smell just as good” you felt Eddie come up behind you and shove his face into your neck “you do, you smell sooo sweet baby”

Baby? He’s calling you baby and they’re both touching you and kissing you and you feel like if they weren’t both holding onto you that you might faint. “Fuck-“ your voice almost sounded foreign to you when you spoke, never hearing yourself sound so submissive before “I need you I need you both, please fuck me” you saw Steve’s eyes roll in the back of his head and heard Eddie groan “oh my god, I can’t believe this is fucking real right now, we are gonna give you whatever you want sweets, don’t you worry”

Steve leaned down and grabbed you behind your knees before throwing you over his shoulder and walking towards what you assumed was their bedroom, Eddie shut the door behind him and Steve set you down gently on your feet in front of him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked up into his gorgeous honey eyes “mmm.. you guys smell good too you know? I could sense you the minute I stepped foot in this town and I could smell you from a mile away.. I feel dizzy standing this close to you” your eyes shifted to a bright red again and you felt your teeth sharpen, you couldn’t take it anymore you ripped your top over your head and started on the zipper of your skirt.

They both just stood there for a second taking in the fact that not only were you not wearing a bra but the underwear you were wearing were basically nothing “holy fuuuuckkkk” Eddie said as he ran his hands down his face “you are unfuckingreal holy shit” he walked over and grabbed both your tits in his large calloused hands, they felt so good against your soft skin you let out a breathy moan “I love that you guys are appreciating my beauty and all but I really need you to fuck me now, I haven’t fed since I got into town and I need it. Now.” It came out WAY whinier than you intended it to but it still got the point across because the next thing you knew you were being pushed down onto your back on the bed and your thong was being ripped from your body.

“Holy shit. You’re so fucking wet.” Eddie said before he paused “woah this tattoo is so sick!” He was looking down at your mark, a heart with bat wings “it’s my- you know what? I’ll tell you about it later just fucking TOUCH me already” that’s all it took before he licked a long stripe up your pussy to your clit where he began to suck “Oh my godddd- holy shit your mouth feels so good” you grabbed onto his hair and tugged a little, gauging his reaction, when he groaned you did it again, harder. “Stevvie, come here” you beckoned to the other boy who was standing on the side of the bed watching his boyfriend absolutely devour your cunt.

“Take your shirt off, I wanna see you” when he pulled his shirt over his head you felt yourself salivate, you had seen them both shirtless from afar but it had nothing on this. He came over and situated himself beside you, giving you another head spinning kiss before he trailed his mouth down your neck and to your tits where he took an already hardened nipple into his mouth, making you moan even louder.

You took one of your hands that was in Eddie’s hair to grab one of Steve’s hands, guiding it to your neck and leaving it there hoping he would take the hint. He immediately understood and wrapped his hand around your neck, adding just the right amount of pressure.

He looked up at you with a mischievous glint in his eye “oh? You like it rough? Is that what you’re telling me?”

You moaned “god yes, please, use me”

“You hear that Eds? She wants to be our little fuck doll” he moves his hand from your neck to your jaw squeezing your cheeks “open”

You stick out your tongue and he spits onto it, tapping your chin implying for you to close your mouth “swallow” you gulp before sticking you tongue out again, asking for more “please? you taste so good”

“I’ll give you something better to taste” he stands up and starts unbuckling his belt. Meanwhile Eddie paused his movements between your thighs to watch this interaction in awe for a moment before he moved into action “turn around, get on your hands and knees. Now.” You are barely sat all the way up before he’s moving you himself twisting you on your stomach and hiking your ass in the air by your hips “fuuuckk I’m going to fucking destroy this slutty little pussy” you whimpered at his words, your pussy clinching around nothing when you heard his belt buckle coming undone too.

You push yourself up on your hands to look and Steve and god does he look fucking delectable, he’s pulling his boxers down his toned thighs and when his cock springs free you actually fucking moan out loud because holy SHIT, he’s long and thick and so fucking hard. “God Steve, I need you in my mouth, I need you to cum down my throat.” You didn’t have to ask him twice, at this point he was so worked up he felt like he was going to bust the minute your tongue touched him.

Eddie got behind you in his knees, completely naked now and you felt a big ringed hand come down on your ass causing you to cry out “oh you like that baby?” He spanks you again, harder this time “are you a little pain slut? You wanna be smacked around?”

“God yes, please” you wiggled your ass against him, feeling his cock brush against your slick slit. He grabbed it in his hand and tapped it against your clit a few times. You couldn’t see it, but you could feel that he was big too. After a few more taps on your clit you felt the head of his cock against your tight hole. He pushed in a few inches before pulling out again.

You couldn’t take it, unexpectedly you slammed your hips all the way down against his, bottoming him out inside you.

“Fuuuuck oh my god you are so fucking tight holy shit” he started fucking into you hard and deep. Steve grabbed your jaw, tilting your head up to look at him. His cock was so close to your mouth, so hard, begging for attention without missing a beat you wrapped your hand around the base and shoved his cock all the way down your throat in one motion.

“Holyfuckingshit- oh my god” he was taken back for a moment, no one, not even Eddie had sucked his cock how you’re sucking it right now. You really are some kind of otherworldly sex being because your mouth is insane. Eddie is having similar thoughts about your pussy, it’s feels so fucking good it’s like he’s dreaming.

You moaned around Steve’s cock the vibrations causing him to lurch forward shoving his cock deeper down your throat. He pulled back for a moment half expecting you to gag, you looked up at him a string of spit still attached to his cock from your mouth “I want you to fuck my face Steve”

He growled at that, grabbing two fistfuls of your hair and shoving his cock all the way down your throat before he started fucking your face at a brutal pace “Good fucking girl letting me use that slutty little throat like this”

Eddie moved one of his hands from your hip to rub your clit and you felt yourself getting close to cumming. Steve saw your eyes roll back in your head and felt your moan vibrate around his cock “I think she’s gonna cum soon”

“Yeah I can feel her fucking squeezing my cock. You gonna cum for us baby? Cum all over my big cock? Do it.” That was all it took for your orgasm to come crashing down on you, Steve pulled you off his cock by your hair, grabbing your neck with his other hand “you look so fucking good when you cum holy shit. I was about to cum just looking at you and I really want to get a turn railing the shit out of that little pussy before I do.”

You could feel Eddie’s thrusts getting more erratic behind you “God Eddie please fill my pussy with your cum, I need it so so bad” he thrust hard and deep into you three more times before he was pushing his hips flush against yours and coming with a moan that sounded like the best song you’ve ever heard, the minute you felt his cum inside you, you could feel some of your energy returning. It wasn’t at the point where it was making you sick yet but you were cutting it close.

Eddie pulled out slowly and then sat back on his knees making a whistling noise “god damn baby, your pussy looks so good with my cum dripping out of it. Time to get you even more messy. On your back at the head of the bed, Steve, fuck her.” it wasn’t a question, it was an order. He sat down next to you at the head of the bed and pulled you into a rough kiss while you felt Steve situating himself between your legs, his cock in hand. He ran his cock through your slit that was slick with a mixture of yours and Eddie’s cum before slamming into you in one quick thrust.

He let out a stream of curses trying to regain his composure because you felt so good he really thought he was going to bust the minute he moved. “Steve, move, please, I need it” he pulled out slowly and then took a few slow thrusts in and out before he grabbed your thighs and pushed them towards your chest fucking into you hard and fast.

“Jesus Christ your pussy feels like fucking Heaven, I swear it’s like it was made for my cock” he grunted.

You laughed a bit at that in between moans “that’s because technically, it is. That’s one of the other things that my body changes-fuck” he started rubbing your clit in quick motions pushing you closer to the edge.

“You’re gonna cum aren’t you? You’re such a good girl with your little magic pussy squeezing my cock just right” the next few thrusts hit you right in your g-spot and sent you over the edge, you came so hard you felt like your soul left your body for a second. Steve wasn’t far behind you, cuming inside you deep before collapsing on top of you.

“Holy. Fuck. That was- wow” he chuckled and rolled off you to lay on the side opposite of Eddie.

“Yeah.. it really was. I feel so much better now, thank you guys” your smile was shaky and your eyes looked hazy when you looked over at both of them.

“Were you in pain before? Also did I hear you say your fucking pussy CHANGES SIZE?” Eddie said as he looked over at you, wrapping an arm around your waist. You chuckled “I wasn’t in pain yet, but I did feel pretty weak.. and yeah, it’s one of my powers it changes to perfectly fit the cock inside me. Cool right?”

“COOL!? More like.. hottest. Thing. EVER.” He kissed your cheek. “Little infernal princess” that made you blush, HARD. No one has ever called you a cute nickname before.

“That really was amazing but I am so tired I need a nap like yesterday” you looked over at Steve who was laying on his back with his arm over his eyes, you rolled towards him resting your head on his shoulder “yeah, when I gain energy I take a bit of yours.. sorry about that. You guys should rest, I’m going to use your shower if that’s okay?” You stood up and looked down at them “you guys are fucking beautiful”

Steve yawned and Eddie rolled over and laid his head on his shoulder where yours was a moment ago “the towels are in the cabinet under the sink sweetheart, wake us after, we can all go get some lunch or something” you caressed Steve’s hair and kissed Eddie’s temple before grabbing your clothes off the ground and heading to the bathroom.

Now that the hunger for them isn’t as strong reality came crashing down on you as you washed your body in the shower. You were feeling so many mixed emotions. Satisfied definitely being one of the main ones but anxiety being a close second. You’ve never felt this way, you’ve never clicked this way with anyone ever. Never felt vulnerable enough to submit in any way, never wanted to go back for more. Never before have your physical features stayed the way you were born when you were with someone. They wanted YOU, not the ideal fantasy of what a woman should be. They saw you and they liked what they saw.. You wanted to get out of this shower and go lay in between them and feel their body heat until they woke up and have them take you all over again. That was fucking terrifying to you, how would it ever work? They already belonged to each other. You would stay the same as they grew old.. the thought of loving them just to lose them sounded awful.

So you made a decision, the decision you would make with any other conquest. You put on your clothes and shoes, and quietly walked out of the door. You did award yourself a last peak at them before, cuddled together sleeping peacefully. They were so beautiful you felt your heart crack a little as you walked toward your car. You had to get out of Hawkins, you couldn’t stay here and stay away from them. You drove toward your home, where you would pack up everything and go somewhere else to start over, under the radar like you planned. You couldn’t let anything like this happen again.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic recs #eddie munson smut #steve harrington x reader #steddie x reader smut #steddie x succubus!reader #steve harrington smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x fem!reader #steve harrington x fem!reader

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30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 25

MOVIE

The Core Four + more go to see the FNAF movie.

Chad added Mindy to the group.

Chad added Tara to the group.

Chad added Sam to the group.

Chad added Danny to the group.

Chad added Kirby to the group.

Chad added Gale to the group.

Chad named the group chat “🐻🐰 FNAF 🦊🐤”.

Chad: Made this bc we can’t talk during the movie. I’m gonna start by saying that kid showed all signs of being kidnapped tf? Mike shouldn’t have been fired for that 😑

Tara: actually u made it bc Mindy told us to “shut the fuck up” lol

Tara: but fr fr

Mindy: ARE YOU SERIOUS?? You made a chat…

Chad: Yup

Gale: This defeats the whole purpose of watching the movie.

Sam: And phones aren’t allowed in the theater.

Tara: oh really?? Kirby r u gonna arrest us for texting in the movie theater???

Chad: I’m not gonna be able to stay quiet. I have thoughts and I must speak them.

Chad: Somebody quote that

Danny: Quoted.

Kirby: No, I’m not but I might mute the chat fr

Chad: Thank you Danny 🫡

Gale: Seriously. How are you all going to text and watch at the same time?

Sam: Bet it’s just going to turn into Chad and Tara texting “wait what just happened” after ever moment the music gets loud and they were too busy looking at their phones

Chad: Joke’s on YOU Sam cuz you’ll be missing the movie trying to tell us what happened lmfao

Tara: yeah and that’s literally ur boyfriend all the time. Danny’s clueless 24/7. #sendhelp4danny

Kirby: Just watch the damn movie!

Danny: replied to “yeah and that’s literally ur boyfriend all the time. Danny’s clueless 24/7. #sendhelp4danny”: What was just said on screen?

Tara: . . . . .

Sam: That’s what I thought. #sendhelp4Tarabcshesclueless in the chat

Danny: emphasized “That’s what I thought. #sendhelp4Tarabcshesclueless in the chat”

Danny: #sendhelp4Tarabcshesclueless

Kirby: #sendhelp4Tarabcshesclueless

Gale: #sendhelp4Tarabcshesclueless

Chad: #sendhelp4sam&dannybctheyareannoying&interruptingthemovie

Sam: 🖕

Tara: PFFT

Mindy: HOLY FUCKING SHIT AKJBDFLADSGFLWKSKLBFLA EVERYBODY SHUT UP STEVE RAGLAND LOOKS JUST LIKE STU MACHER HOLY FUCK

Gale: No fucking way…

Kirby: OMFG YES FUCKING WAY

Sam: I’m uncomfortable

Chad: God Mindy you’re such a nerd

Tara: she’s not wrong tho fuck. . . 🫢

Danny: Who?

Mindy: STU MACHER THE ONE WHO WAS KILLED BY THE TV IN THE OG STAB!!! HE WAS THE OTHER GHOSTFACE ALONGSIDE BILLY LOOMIS

Tara: see??? i told u. buddy’s cLuElEsS xD

Sam: Tara, will you stop?

Danny: Oh okay.

Tara: no

Gale: Wait, isn't there that conspiracy that he didn’t die and is still alive?

Chad: So what, he became an actor and is in FNAF?? 😂

Tara: could be a doppelganger?? i’m convinced we all have one running around the world somewhere lol

Mindy: Uhhhhh YEAH OBVIOUSLY

Gale: It’s not Stu Macher, Mindy.

Mindy: But what if it is?

Tara: sPoOkY 👻

Kirby: Does anyone want any popcorn? I can pass it down

Tara: yes pls

Tara: ok 🛑‼️KAREN ALERT‼️🛑 this aunt jane lady is a full-blooded KAREN fr

Danny: 👆

Chad: Karen facts

Sam: True that

Mindy: Yeah it’s her first scene and she’s already annoying the shit out of me

Tara: gEt hEr oUtTa hErE

Tara: why can i see that being Gale tho?? PFFT

Kirby: LMFAO I see it 🙋🏼‍♀️

Sam: Soooo ur saying Gale’s a Karen????

Tara: yes

Kirby: I can’t unsee it

Chad: Bahahaha!

Mindy: Don’t even get me started on the parallels 😆

Gale: Oh please, I’m not THAT much of a bitch.

Tara: yeah ok suuurree

Kirby: You literally radiate Bitch-Karen energy idgaf I’ll be the bigger person to say it 

Chad: GET WRECKED

Gale: replied to “You literally radiate bitch-karen energy idgaf I’ll be the bigger person to say it”: I hate you. 🖕

Danny: If Gale is Aunt Jane, then Kirby is Vanessa because she’s a cop. 

Gale: Tara is Abby. HA! There.

Danny: Because she’s an annoying little sister?

Sam: o.O

Gale: Precisely.

Tara: no. no fucking way. that’s NOT me AT ALL

Kirby: I’m processing this information

Mindy: Lmfao YES and Sam’s Mike 😂😂😂

Tara: replied to “Because she’s an annoying little sister?”: shut up Danny, nobody asked you. just do what you’re good at and look like ur paying attention 😤🖕

Mindy: Stubborn, immature, feisty… it definitely sounds like you Tara. 

Chad: and Mike is quiet, traumatized, and has family issues. That’s Sam. 

Chad: Ok fine it’s canon, sorry babe 🫡

Danny: emphasized “Stubborn, immature, feisty… it sure sounds like you Tara.”

Danny: emphasized “and Mike is quiet, traumatized, and has family issues. That’s Sam.”

Gale: At first I was just throwing a thought out there, but now that you mention it, they’re pretty good analogies for the Carpenters.

Kirby: Ditto

Kirby: Guess we’re FNAF characters in another universe 😂

Sam: Their relationship isn’t anything like ours tho

Chad: Sure, it is! 

Danny: Mike and Abby love each other a lot, but they fight every other day, if not every day. You and Tara do that. They have absent parents. You two do too. Mike is constantly holding down a job to support him and Abby. Sam, you do that. Abby does what she wants, regardless of what Mike says. Tara does the same thing. Sounds pretty accurate to me

Mindy: I respect the resemblance 🫡

Kirby: Whoa— 🤯

Gale: See? I know what I’m talking about, Tara. 😉

Tara: no. . . that’s 1000000% INACCURATE 

Sam: Ok maybe it’s a little similar, but still…

Chad: Round of applause for Danny! Guess he’s not so clueless after all 👏👏

Gale: 👏👏👏

Mindy: Kudos Danny kudos 👏👏👏👏

Kirby: 👏

Sam: Kudos

Tara: NO. fuck ur applauding. you guys don’t know me at all smh

Mindy: Hey T, wanna draw a picture for your friends at Freddy Fazbear’s??

Mindy: Sam, you’ll let her, right? They’re just innocent animatronics that wanna play with your sister 😁

Tara: GODDAMMIT I AM NOT ABBY!!!!

Sam: I’m not sure how to respond to that 🙃

Gale: Everyone in favor of Tara = Abby, say “aye”

Mindy: Aye 🙋🏽‍♀️

Chad: Aye-aye, dare I say (love you Tara 😘) 

Kirby: Aye

Danny: Aye 🫡

Mindy: replied to “I’m not sure how to respond to that 🙃”: Just say aye

Tara: Sam don’t you dare

Sam: I’m not. I still don’t think they’re us…

Kirby: You two are no fun

Gale: It’s all fun and games until the games turn against them.

Sam: The fun was supposed to be watching the movie! 

Danny: Alright, I’m out

Chad: Same

Tara: yeah everybody shut up so we can watch k thx bye

Mindy: Lol victory is sweet

Sam: emphasized “Alright, I’m out”

Kirby: 👌

Gale: replied to “Lol victory is sweet”: It sure is.

this one's for you @dreamersbcll - i hope you're doing a little better but if not, i hope reading this stupid little text chat will make u smile 🩶

All my best ♡ - parker

#scream #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #carpenter sisters #mindy meeks martin #chad meeks martin #danny brackett #kirby reed #gale weathers #core four #fnaf #five nights at freddy's movie #five nights at freddy's #funny text posts #text post #scream v #scream vi #ao3 #ao3 author #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #30 day writing challenge #movie #AU: All My Heart

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Ticket to Punishment

Pairing: Stopper x fem!reader

Requested?: Nah

Summary: Steve gets a ticket for speeding from Officer Callahan, Officer Callahan brags at the station about it and our beloved Chief hears.

Warnings: 18+‼️ pure filth, pinv, light ddlg, use of dom/sub dynamics, degrading, squirting

Shortest smut I've ever written probably but it's worth it. Gonna mark this as dark smut bc most of the dialogue is mean dirty worlds lol.

@hoppersprincess @hopperswhoreee @callmemana lmk what y'all think ;P

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His hips slowly rocked back and forth, it was the only pace he'd allow and it was driving me crazy. "Please daddy go faster, I can't take it this slow" a slap was delivered to the inside of my thigh, the giant hand making all of my leg burn. Thick fingers curled inward, the pillowy skin falling between the open gaps in the fingers. His large imposing cock stuffing my quaking hole to the brim. My thighs sticky and cold from the essence leaking and spreading.

Steve was in the middle of the living room floor, his hands handcuffed behind him with a vibrator on low situated at the sweet space between his cock and balls. Stimulating simultaneously. His groans left ignored with cotton underwear shoved in his mouth. Hopper said he deserved it like that. That Steve needs to learn his place in the world after mouthing off to his officer after getting a ticket for speeding. My legs quivered, soreness aching through out my body. Thankfully that wasn't the only ache. Daddy whispered sweet gentle things in my ear, promising me sweet things if I behaved well. "Think you can do that for daddy, petal? Be a sweet girl for me and I'll give you the fucking you deserve.". My head nodded gently against his shoulder, tucking my face into daddy's neck. Breathing in his scent while his large hands grabbed under my thighs and spread my legs open and over each of his own large and spread legs. A muffled groan came from the floor as Steve watched Hopper spread you open over his lap. Hopper just chuckled at Steve's misfortune. "Be sure to hold on princess, it's gonna be a bumpy ride" Hopper whispered in my ear before chuckling. The hands under my thighs slip up, up, up to the crooks of my knees, the hands squeezed then lifted. I groaned as Hopper's girth moved in and out, slowly. Holding my knees still, Hopper then stood and walked towards Steve. "You think you're such a fuckin star, kid? If I see you look away from this gorgeous little pussy, you won't sit right for a week". Steve nodded, eyes wide. "Daddyy please" came the soft plea's falling down the drool and slick covered lips of (Y/n). The shallow beg woke Hop out of punishment for Steve trance. "Daddy's got you baby, sshh". Unlike how the evening started, that was the last kind thing out of Hopper's mouth.

Like lighting a fuse, a spark settled in the dom's stomach that lit the fire in his veins throughout his body. He took your legs as far as they could spread, his left foot lifted and he propped himself on the coffee table. If Hopper leaned forward an inch, Steve's nose would be rubbing my clit. The smell of you filled the younger man's nostrils, a bead of pearlescent essence leaking a path down the veiny underside of his (compared to the Chief's) slender member. My head thrown back on Hopper's shoulder, a litany of curses and praise at the top of my voice stringing together, it's a good thing Hop brought us out to the cabin. "You hear that Steve? You think you could get out girl to scream like that? You ain't got the balls" a glance down and a scoff from the older man "or the cock too, apparently". "She's screamin like a bitch in heat, she loves this. You think you got what it takes to give it to her like this Harrington?!" Hopper's degrading gets louder.

"Daddy I'm gonna cum, please let me cum." My moans turned silent, my mouth hung open and my eyes shut as the fire raged and was extinguished at the same time. There wasn't even time for a response after my question.

I felt Hopper's release deep inside of me, he came with a shuddering groan. He let my legs down gently, then wrapped his arms around me. Holding me, resting himself against me. His quickened breaths against my back, the air fanning down my spine. I look and smile at Steve. I take my panties out of his mouth, his cum splatted on his chest and even cheeks. "You squirted on my face" Steve giggles like a school boy. A pure smile from ear to ear plastered on his face. Hopper laughs loudly, the rumbling of his chest shaking me in time.

#jim hopper #steve harrington #x reader smut #Stopper x reader smut #pure fucking filth

[helpwhatsthis]

fourth of july- e.m.

blame @mulletboystan for this one 

‼️ ST4 Spoilers ‼️

summary: he dies in your arms, but not without asking you for a promise.

warnings: angst, blood, character death, shitty writing because i was sobbing and wanted to get it over with

“the evil is spread like a fever ahead. it was night when you died, my firefly. what could i have said to raise you from the dead? oh could i be the sky on the fourth of july?” - fourth of july, sufjan stevens

vecna had disappeared, leaving nothing but a burnt spot on the ground for you, nancy, steve, and robin to look at. something was wrong. you could feel it deep in your stomach. 

“henderson? do you copy?” steve all but shouts into the walkie, receiving nothing but static. 

when no reply comes through, you take off sprinting. the yelling of your name behind you does nothing to deture you from your path, you have to find them. find him. 

what you don’t expect to see when you break from the tree line is little dustin henderson, sitting on the ground a shaking profusely some meters away. you know immediately, the sight you’re about to run up on won’t be a good one, and you even think of not going for a second. until you hear dustins’ cries, even with the distance you can hear him clear as day: raw, panicked, and begging.

that’s when you know, it’s over. 

“eddie!” you scream, legs pumping to pull you faster and tears already cascading down your face. it feels like you’re running miles to get there. your breathing is ragged, and it burns to inhale. your mind seems to be racing even faster than your legs, imagining the worst possible scenarios, but nothing could prepare you for this. 

you see blood, so much blood. he’s covered in it. 

“eddie?” you breath, knees buckling and slamming into the ground. they’d be bruised tomorrow, not that you’d notice. 

“hey, baby.” he hums contently, like he doesn’t even know what’s happening to him. “missed you.” he murmurs, bloody hand coming up to cup your cheek. 

“y/n, please do something.” dustin cries out. your mind is on overdrive, not a single thought making sense. your trembling hands reach for his abdomen, applying pressure that’s supposed to staunch the heavy flow of his blood, but more begins to seep out. 

you shut your eyes hard, trying to avoid the sight, but it’d become burned into your mind. you’ll never be able to close your eyes without seeing it again. 

“i don’t know what to do. it won’t fucking stop.” you whimper. you can feel your shirt starting to soak through with the number of tears falling from your face. or is it eddies’ blood? 

“sweetheart, look at me-” eddie hums, hand still on your cheek and guiding your face to look at his. the blood running from his mouth nearly makes you sick, but you’re panicking too much for that. “i did it, i saved the kid.” he croaks happily, little bits of his blood getting on you when he coughs. 

“yeah, yeah you did eds.” you try to force a smile. 

“i need you to promise me something. baby, please.” he begs when you shake your head in protest. “i want you to promise that you’re gonna be okay. that you’re gonna be happy.” his eyes are pleading, and it’s like you can feel every single individual break in your heart. “you’re going to go all the places we wanted to go. you’re going to take henderson to so many damn concerts and science museums. you’re gonna graduate and get a good job and get the hell out of hawkins.” 

“i will, and i’ll do all of it with you.” you promise emptily, grabbing tightly to his hand that still rests on your cheek. the tears are running off your face and onto his own, mixing with his blood. 

it’s almost poetic- robin would say to steve later, when she thought you were asleep- her tears and his blood.

“no. no babe you won’t.” he shakes his head sadly. 

“yes, i will eds! because you’re not going to fucking die on me like this!” you shout, but he only smiles softly at you. 

“just promise you’ll let someone else in, that you won’t hold up all alone.” he asks, looking up at you with nothing but love and affection. 

he’s accepted it, why can’t you? 

“i promise-” you whisper reluctantly. he grins, his big, cute, toothy grin that you love, now stained red. 

“i love you, y/n.” he says like it’s a promise of his own. 

“i love you too, eddie.” you promise back. “forever.” you add, pressing your forehead against his. 

his body goes limp under yours and you pull back, his eyes blank, but a light smile on his face. 

he died smiling- dustin would tell you in the passing days, trying to make you feel better.

“no! no, eds! no!” you plead, shaking his shoulders. “baby... wake up!” your voice cracks, hands coming to cradle his jaw. you burry your head in his chest, not caring about the blood getting on your face. you just want it all to go away. 

“eddie?” you whimper, but there’s no answer. 

the rumble of thunder fills your ears, and you only notice it because it’s not his sweet voice. then the worst part- the rattling of his chest as his last breath leaves his body. 

“guys, we have to get out of here.” nancy says, ever the realist. 

“we can’t just leave him-” you cry, tugging his body to your chest. 

“y/n, honey- i’m sorry, but we don’t have time for this.” she dissuades. robin looks dumbfounded by her bluntness, steve looking guilty. 

“i should at least get to bury him!” you scream, making everyone wince and dustin let out another small cry. 

steve comes to kneel beside you, softly attempting to pull your grip away. you protest, holding to him tighter. 

“hey, hey- it’s just so i can carry him.” steve promises, holding softly to your wrists to that he can pull them away. 

and he does, he carries eddie all that way. you try to help dustin walk on his busted-up leg, robins’ hand never leaving the small of your back. nancy leads the way, gun loaded in case anything comes to attack. 

there’s no use though. as far as you’re concerned, the damage is already done. 

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things 4 #stranger things spoilers

[feral-jackdaw]

In the Waves I Belong

day 7 of #steddieweek2023 - free space (I went with a mermaid au since it's also Mermay)

‼️tw near drowning

Steve and Robin go to the seaside together. They spend the days at the beach, and at night, they usually visit the local bars.

One day, they decide to go to a more remote beach. They want to have a little break from being among people and just chill.

They end up being the only people here. The weather is just perfect; it's sunny, but not too hot thanks to the cool breeze.

Steve decides to go for a swim while Robin lies in the sun. Everything is perfect... until Steve feels a migraine kicking in. The world starts to spin like crazy around him, everything melts into a blur. He knows he should get out of the water, but he's quite far away from the shore and it's not that easy. He can barely see anything, he doesn't know which direction to go.

“Steve?” he hears Robin call. “Are you okay?”

Before he can respond, a wave washes over him. He starts coughing as water fills his mouth and nose.

“Hold on, I'm coming,” Robin calls again.

No, Steve wants to yell, you can't swim. But he's unable to say anything, struggling to stay afloat. He's fully panicking now. He's going to die. They're both going to die.

Next thing he knows, a pair of arms wraps firmly around him. It feels almost like a hallucination. He can't even open his eyes to see what's happening; his body just won't listen to him. Soon, he can't feel anything at all.

...

“Steve?”

Slowly, Steve starts to feel his body again. But it still seems too heavy for him to control. He tries to take a breath, which causes a violent cough to shake his body.

“Steve!” someone calls again, grabbing Steve's shoulders and forcing him to sit up. “You're not gonna believe this!”

“What?” Steve mumbles. He finally manages to open his eyes and sees Robin looking at him, visibly shaken.

“Mermaids,” she blurts. “I swear I saw two mermaids, they... They saved us both,” she reports.

“Someone's been sitting in the sun for too long, huh?” Steve mocks. But when he looks around, there is no one else except for them. Which meant that unless Robin had suddenly gained expert swimming abilities, managed to rescue Steve and was now trying to prank him, there was no other explanation for what happened.

“Shut up, dingus,” Robin mutters. “You're soon gonna be sitting in the sun as well because there's no way I'm letting you go swimming ever again,” she rebukes.

....

Steve can't stop thinking about what happened, and neither does Robin. She hadn't really managed to take a proper look at the mysterious creatures; all she was able to tell was that there were two of them, most likely a boy and girl; the boy had long dark hair, and the girl was a blonde.

When they go to a bar in the evening, they decide to ask the locals about mermaids.

“Oh, there sure are some around here,” the barman tells them while preparing Robin's pina colada. “But they're quite shy, you need to be lucky to see one.”

Steve and Robin exchange looks. Nothing needs to be said, they're both thinking the same thing: they trurly had incredible luck earlier today.

Then, Steve sees two people walk in. His eyes instantly focus on the boy, more or less his age, with big brown eyes and dark curls tied into a messy bun. His companion is a blonde girl with a ponytail and bright blue eyeshadow on her eyelids.

“Oh my-” Robin gasps, looking at the pair. “Steve, it's them,” she whispers.

“What?” Steve asks, confused.

“The mermaids,” Robin explains.

Steve stares at the newcomers in disbelief. Is it possible for a mermaid to suddenly grow legs? And then, the boy notices him staring.

“Hey,” he greets with a warm smile. “Wanna dance?”

“Uhh... sure,” Steve stutters.

The stranger offers Steve his hand and leads him to the dance floor. From the corner of his eye, Steve can see that his companion took a seat next to Robin and they seem quite engaged in a conversation.

The boy grabs Steve's waist and they begin swaying to the music. Steve can't help but stare at him in awe. He could spend the rest of his life looking in those big brown eyes.

“Hey, sweet boy,” the man murmurs, pulling Steve closer. “I'm glad you're okay, you gave me quite a scare today.”

#stranger things #eddie munson #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #fanfiction #fanfic #my wrtitng #robin buckley #robin and steve #steve and robin #platonic stobin #mermay #mermaid au #mermaid eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #platonic hellcheer #steddieweek2023 #tw near drowning

[luvingspence]

𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗼𝗻

a/n: i wanna show off my favourite babygirl on ig so i made a social media au <3 also!!! this is so rushed :( i was tryna get this out quickly bc i haven’t been posting that much so im not that proud of it :(

warnings: eddies just annoying🫶

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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y/n: ur my lover <3

tagged: steveharrington

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steveharrington: i love u :)

↳ y/n: n i love u <3

↳ y/n: and the flowers!!! i love the flowers!!!!

↳ steveharrington: ur welcome :)

buckley.robin: u two make me SICK

↳ steveharrington: don’t project ur insecurities onto us robin

↳ buckley.robin: stfu

↳ y/n: u’ll find love one day❤️

mad.maxx: where are my photo creds🤨

↳ lucassinclair: answer her‼️‼️

↳ y/n: sorry max ily ur a great photographer🫶

mikeewheeler: @dustinhendersonn come n get ur parents

↳ dustinhendersonn: they aren’t my parents 😐

eddiemunson: @steveharrington where are my flowers💔

↳ steveharrington: shut up

↳ y/n: @steveharrington buy eddie flowers

↳ buckley.robin: @steveharrington buy eddie flowers

↳ lucassinclair: @steveharrington buy eddie flowers

↳ mad.maxx: @steveharrington buy eddie flowers

↳ eddiemunson: @steveharrington buy me flowers

willbyers: con😭grat😭u😭lat😭ions

↳ el.hopps: are you ok????

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y/n: he is so bf

tagged: steveharrington

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steveharrington: i am ur bf though???

↳ y/n: well duh

↳ steveharrington: so what does ‘he is so bf mean’?

↳ y/n: u give off bf vibes

↳ steveharrington: i’m confused :(

dustinhendersonn: STEVE HAS GLASSES

↳ y/n: have u not seen them😭

↳ dustinhendersonn: NO?

lucassinclair: @steveharrington nice frames

↳ steveharrington: leave me alone sinclair

mikeewheeler: how did steve hide glasses from us😭

↳ y/n: he usually just goes abt blind bc he think u guys are gonna bully him💔

↳ buckley.robin: we would never bully u for this @steveharrington

↳ steveharrington: @buckley.robin lucas already has

↳ lucassinclair: @steveharrington all i said was ‘nice frames’ 💀

nance.wheeler: you guys r so cute <3

↳ y/n: so r u and jonathan :((

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steveharrington: she’s so thoughtful

tagged: y/n

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eddiemunson: goals😍

↳ steveharrington: shut up

↳ eddiemunson: i was complimenting u guys

↳ eddiemunson: ungrateful bitch

y/n: yw bae🫶

↳ steveharrington: i still dk why u made this but thanks i love u

↳ y/n: can a girl not just surprise her favourite boy :(

buckley.robin: does it taste good

↳ y/n: ofc it does i made it

↳ steveharrington: ofc it does y/n made it :)

lucassinclair: @mad.maxx why dont u make me cakes😕

↳ mad.maxx: why don’t you make ME cakes?

↳ lucassinclair: making u one rn🙏

dustinhendersonn: can i have some????

↳ mad.maxx: why do you want their make out cake?

↳ dustinhendersonn: bc it looks good???

#steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington x reader #stranger things s4 #joe keery #stranger things social media au #social media au #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington social media au

[1800-needs-help]

Bro I've watched an entire season since the last time I've posted this stuff. HERE WE GO AGAIN

S2 Ep7

STEVE MCQUEEN!!!!

I FORGOR HOUSE READ STACY'S FILE IN THE LAST EP MAN WHAT

What is Cameron on this episode???

DID SHE REALLY DO METH?!?!?!?!

Wilson is very pretty

Now why would Chase sleep with someone under the influence 😨🤨⁉️

House getting punched was really funny LMAOOOO

didn't get enough 4man this episode </3

S2 Ep8

Wilson is very pretty.

He also does not know how to do an aussie accent but I'm glad he tried

House should talk to the camera more often, no matter how unsettling

"What are you hiding?"

"I'm gay" man fuck you FOX go to hell

NOT HOUSE BLACKMAILING THE SURGEON 😭

Oh I forgot chase's dad had lung cancer

OH SHIT 4MANS THE BOSS NOW???

S2 Ep9

*sees a woman having a seizure*... "is someone here a doctor?" MF YOU ARE 😒

"There's something wrong with my brain?" "OH YEAH"

Why is Cameron being such a bitch to the patient? Like bbg tone it down a bit so what if she's got munchausens?

"It's very ancient Rome, you'll need a toga of course and a sword" WILSON I'D LOVE TO SEE YOU IN A TOGA BBG 😫🩷‼️‼️‼️

"SHUT UP!" x5

"Some cholo kicked me in the head." (I cannot for the life of me remember the context I just remember it was my favorite line he said idk idk)

#bro i watched these eps like an actual month ago so its not all fresh #BUT i have my little notepad #and ive documented my fav bits and such #so while i read all this im just HIT with those scenes #san watches house and regrets it

[doublezipper]

“What about that road-trip?”|| StevexEddie

‼️contains vol2 spoilers‼️

Context: Eddie and Steve, are now in thier thirties with 4 adopted kids. One day while sitting at home eddie decides he wants to have a road trip after remembering Steve’s speech in the van ( lets just pretend Eddie didn’t die after that scene lmao lets just pretend he lived and Now him a Steve and married)

NOT SPELL CHECKED

Warnings: I don’t think there is any but let me know if there’s one I should add!

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“Looks like Ozzy slept in today” Victoria scoffed as ozzy walked out of him room, rubbing his eyes with one hand and holding a plush bat in the other hand. Ozzy was the youngest of the Harington children. He had dirty blond hair that went his his shoulders. Victoria was the oldest child. She had short brown hair and bright blue eyes. The middle children were twins, Rose, and Axel. Rose had ginger hair that she always kept in a ponytail and Axel had black hair that he always kept clean-cut. You can tell that Eddie came up with Ozzy and Axels names. “Be nice he’s just a toddler” Steve said as he walked into the kitchen where Victoria was standing. “Well I made some breakfast” Victoria said will she stepped to the side, revealing two plays with stacks of pancakes on them. Steve smiled and he walked to Victoria to kiss her on the forehead. “ should I go wake up Rose and Axel so they can enjoy some of your amazing looking pancakes?” Steve smiled. “I’ll go wake up Axel and rose, could you wake up dad please?” Victoria asked. “Sure thing” steve nodded and he went back to his room to wake up Eddie

Steve stood in the doorway, admiring how un-peacefully his husband slept. “Morning Ed’s” Steve said. Eddie was still out cold. Steve walked to the bed and leaned over, no just hovering over his face. “Eddie?” Steve whispered. Eddie grumbled and squeezed his eyes shut. Steve leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Eddie smiled and opened his eyes. He kissed steve back but this time it was on the lips. “There’s a surprise waiting for you in the kitchen” steve said and they broke their kiss. Steve was now sitting on the bed next to Eddie as he was still laying down. Without warning Eddie pulled Steve down onto his chest. Steve smiled and he rested his face against His lovers chest. “Could we just stay like this forever” Eddie grumbled in his morning voice as he wrapped his arms around Steve. “But I think your really gonna like it” Steve said and he got up from the bed and pulled Eddie by the arm. Eddie stumbled off to bed but followed Steve, sleepily.

The rest of the family was already sitting at the table waiting for thier dads. Eddie was instantly grinning ear to ear when he saw Victoria with a flour covered apron on as she distributed the pancakes. Eddie wasn’t good with words sometimes and his kids understood that so Victoria took the smile as a thank you. Steve sat down and Eddie sat next to him. Rose was already scarfing down her pancakes as if she was starved and Axel was making sure he evenly spread his butter. Victoria has just sat down and Ozzy and as cutting his pancakes into squares before eating them. Steve almost looked shocked as he took a bite of the pancake. “How did you manage to make these, thier amazing!” He exclaimed as he looked back up at Victoria. “What’s that supposed to mean, that I’m a bad cook?” She joked. With that Eddie tried a pancake and was shocked by how good it tasted and quickly cleaned his plate. Eddie and Rose were the first yo finish so they sat at the table and waited for everyone else to finish.

Eddie looked at Steve as he remembered the day they were in the van. He was telling Nancy about a dream he had where he had 6 kids and each summer they went out and explored the country. They only had 4 kids but Eddie wondered if Steve still thought about that road trip sometimes. “Hey Steve” Eddie said as he turned to steve. Steve looked up from his plate, cheeks full and looked at Eddie almost saying “yes?” With his eyes. “What about that road trip?” Eddie asked. Steve looked confused for a second then he looked a bit shocked. “ oh come on Stevie, you know what I’m talking about” Eddie said while smiling. “How did you hear that?” Steve questioned. “Well you suck at being quiet, hun” Eddie said. “You heard all of it huh?” Steve sighed. Eddie looked down before saying “ I heard you were with Nancy in that dream”. Steve looked worried and empathetic. “Well that’s what I said.” Steve paused. Eddie looked back up at him. By now the kids had put thier plates in the sink and left the table to go watch a movie or play music or whatever they did during the day.

Steve looked at Eddie dead in the eyes and said “but I didn’t mean it”. Eddie’s eyes lit up. “Then who was with you in that dream?” Eddie asked, excitedly. Steve tools Eddie’s hands in his own and said “you”. Eddie smiled softly, it looked like he was tearing up. “I only told Nancy she was in it because I wanted her back” Steve paused again. “ or Atleast I thought I wanted her back but I was really just trying to distract myself from who I really wanted” Steve said, giving a crooked smile to Eddie. “I love you so much Harington” Eddie said as he started to cry. Steve stood up, still holding Eddie’s hands as he guided him to the bedroom. The sat on the bed and fell into a warm embrace Eddie laid on top of Steve’s chest and he traced circles into Eddie’s back. “Well where do you wanna go on a road trip to?” Steve said jn a low voice. “Wait are we really gonna go?” Eddie said, his head jolting up in excitement. He looked like and excited puppy. “I mean if you want to then yeah” Steve blushed.

“You said something about the grand canyons? How about we go there?” Eddie suggested. Steve smiled “ how do you remember what places I said I wanted to go?” He asked. “Cause I thought about that day a lot, I remember every detail.” Eddie said. Steve hugged him tight, that day was hard for everyone, especially Eddie, he almost died. “ I don’t know what I would have done if you died.” Steve said. “Let’s not think about that” Eddie whispered. They cuddles silently and calmly with one another for a couple minutes.

“Should we go tell the kids to pack up?” Steve asked. “We’re leaving today?” Eddie asked. “Yeah why not” Steve replied. “Well what are we waiting for then?” Eddie said ecstatically. “Well your gonna have to get up first” Steve chuckled. “Oh god no!” Eddie said in a over-dramatic tone. They both got up and walked to the living room. “emergency family meeting!” Steve shouted. All the kids came downstairs almost instantly. They all sat on the couch or the floor. “How would you guys feel about a family road trip?” Steve asked excitedly. They all looked at each other and nodded in approval. “Alright then get your shit packed cause we’re leaving in 20 minutes!” Eddie said. “Eddie!” Steve looked at Eddie wildly. “The children!” He told Eddie. “They’ve Heard worse” Eddie said as he rolled his eyes.

*time skip*

“Alright are you guys sure you packed everything?” Steve asked as he sat in the driver seat. The all made sounds of approval as they got comfortable. If Eddie said in the front seat he wouldn’t be close enough to Steve as he wanted to be so he decided to sit on the floor of the van next to Steve’s seat, resting his head on his thigh. “The cops are gonna pull us over if they see you not in a seat” Steve said. “That’s why we’re gonna take the backroads” Eddie smiled. Steve smiled and shook his head. “Ok so Black Sabbath or Metallica ?” Eddie asked as he held two vhs tapes in his hand. “Black Sabbath!” Ozzy shouted from the back. “ Black Sabbath it is!” Eddie exclaimed. “How did I get so lucky” Steve sighed as he rested his free hand in on top of Eddie’s head, playing with his hair. “ I could say the same thing” Eddie said looking up at him with loving eyes

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#eddie munson #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #fanfic #stranger things fluff #gay mlm #lgbtq

[fercnmi]

the gang as things my family has said but no real context

pony: you may not take your flushed away lore very seriously, but i do

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darry: did you just ask what country we live in?

soda: are you going to give me a straight answer or not huh???

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twobit: how do i spell my name, is it with one t or two t's

darry, without thinking: one t

twobit: oh ok thanks

darry: wait did u just ask me how to spell UR OWN NAME??????

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pony @ steve: omg shut up‼️ur literally so problematic shut tf up omg

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darry: this is the last time i will say it, SO LISTEN CLOSELY, stop and i repeat STOP sending me pictures of alan titchmarsh at 3am or SO HELP ME GOD

#the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #two bit mathews #sodapop curtis #steve randle

[boop-le-snoot]

PARTY FAVOURS | CHAPTER 4

Rating: Explicit.

‼️TW: Reader is EIGHTEEN! Recreational drug use, smoking and alcohol consumption, deeply internalised self-loathing, very questionable moral standards. Daddy kink taken half-seriously. BDSM themes in later chapters - explicit content will come with it's own TWs. FIRST PERSON POV. Bullying and non-explicit violence in this chapter, Peter whump.

Summary: You're Peter's classmate, a child of rich and famous but uncaring parents. Getting paired up for a lengthy project with the boy was an interesting turn of events and you don't know whether to feel blessed or cursed when you develop, seemingly, a perfectly normal, harmless crush on Tony Stark. Fueled by feelings of inadequacy and boredom, your life spirals out of control - and you're lucky your newfound friends are there to pick up the pieces even if you cannot find it in yourself to believe these amazing human (and not so human) beings voluntarily give you more than a fleeting glance and an offhanded thought. And they brought cake!

A/N: WE'VE GOT PLOT! Peter Parker deserves better. Steeb needs a vibe check cuz he keeps failing them :( Boomers are hot but ... Boomers. KitKat, anyone? Natasha is a Brain Cell™. Enjoy, deviants.

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I scheduled a visit to the tower two days after my "illness" episode. Most of my lows passed without any lingering, the headache was gone and so was the nausea. My mood was still somewhere between "please kill me" and "I could eat a lot of cake right now" but it was bearable. I was very much looking forward to occupying myself with the project if only to divert my focus from overthinking about my own misery.

Peter said he was going to see Tony straight after school and offered for me to tag along with him: Tony sent his driver to pick up the boy. I didn't have the heart to refuse, seeing no point in waiting for an Uber on a rainy workday afternoon. Traffic was horrendous in New York city no matter the weather but a downpour took the congestions to a new height.

When I spotted the sleek, black brand new Audi I made a beeline for it, waving to Happy as I crawled inside as fast as I could. "Don't get the seats wet," The chauffeur grumbled.

"It's wet outside," I rolled my eyes into the next dimension. Whoever thought his nickname was in any way appropriate needed a psych eval. Peter sat on my right side looking wet and downright miserable. I had to swallow a string of expletives at the sight in front of me: the entirety of Peter's right cheek was an ugly shade of blue, eye on it's way to swelling shut and lip busted open. "What in the everliving fuck happened to you?!" Breathing through my nose, I fought bubbling rage inside of me. Peter looked like he went toe to toe with a Hulk.

"Flash happened," The boy mumbled, whining and brooding simultaneously. His cheeks glowed.

"That little runt?" I took another pause to steady my breathing, tentatively reaching out for Peter's hand. He grasped it tightly in gratitude. "Well, did you at least fight back?"

"No, I... I can't do that," Peter became even smaller, curling into the seat and in himself. I was disappointed for sure as I wouldn't just stand there and take a beating, but Pete was different. He was sensitive-a total pacifist to boot.

"Do any of the teachers know? I'm guessing this isn't the first time," Sure, I've seen Parker with an occasional scrape or a bruise but I'd always figured it was just him being a teenage nuisance. Curtain of depression I had over the previous days slowly began morphing into cold fury.

"No, well, they probably do. But Flash is the principal's son so they ignore it, I guess," Peter sighed in defeat. "Mr. Stark doesn't know either. Please don't tell him," He begged.

"Abuse thrives in silence," I parroted our sex-ed teacher but otherwise made no promises. My mind raced between comforting Peter and ordering Happy to turn the car around so I could find the shitty excuse of a human named Flash Thompson and violently make it known what happens to people when they get me pissed off.

"What are you going to tell Tony?" I asked Peter as we herded into the elevator, slightly wet and mostly miserable.

"I have an idea or two," The boy answered darkly.

"You have been summoned to the common floor, I was instructed to notify you there is food to be eaten before sciencing, per Doctor Banner's orders," Friday announced, rerouting the elevator to the aforementioned destination. Peter groaned loudly, burying his face in his hands.

"What the fuck happened to you, kid?" Bucky decided screeching like a banshee and attracting at least five of his teammates to come running from the dining room was the best way to approach an obviously spooked Peter. The boy shuffled his feet awkwardly.

"Our classmate beat him up," I answered before Pete could lie. "The fucking runt that doesn't know his damn place. His two cronies probably too," The venom in my voice could've melted steel. I was genuinely furious.

"What's his name?" Captain-Steve growled. I was taken aback at the large blonde man suddenly standing up, fists clenched. My feet moved involuntarily, taking a step back from the enraged supersoldier and Pete cowered, startled.

I stepped in front of him immediately. "I'm gonna need you to chill the fuck down, Cap," The trembling in my voice persisted but I stood my ground nonetheless. "Your roid rage is going to land you in prison if you keep going," In my own rage, self-preservation went out of the window along with common sense. The hairs on the back of my neck were standing up, Peter was downright shaking behind me.

"She's right," Bucky darkly eyed his friend. "Off to the sparring mats with you." He grabbed Rogers by the shoulder with his prosthetic arm all but hauling the blonde towards the elevator. Thor immediately took the Captain's other side, not quite touching him but obviously giving his friend a vibe check. I could've clapped. Not that Steve resisted much, but still.

"Everyone calm down, please," The Black Widow piped up in an even tone. I can always count on a fellow woman to keep calm in a situation where men's tempers almost cause a disaster. "Now, tell us what happened," She approached Peter on quiet feet. The boy shuffled around me looking every bit as dejected as I felt about the situation. "And someone fetch some ice for that bruise," Romanoff's offhand gesture had Barton scrambling into the kitchen.

Peter sat down on the couch, looking at the floor. "Flash has been bothering me since, like, forever and today I just ignored his usual remarks because I had a calculus test, I- I wanted to make sure I knew everything, and I was sitting in a really quiet corner, and I- Ned was hanging out with MJ somewhere and I guess Flash got angry that I didn't answer," Peter rambled in his usual nervous fashion, sentences jumbling together. Natasha kept nodding, simply hugging the boy softly with one arm. As soon as Clint came back with a bag of frozen peas wrapped in a towel Natasha's other arm pressed it gently to Peter's bruised face. The assassin frowned at the pained whine that left Peter's lips.

"Honestly, that dude is a fucking piece of shit, I'm surprised how he's not in jail yet," I piped up from where I was pacing along the large window overlooking the city skyline. Wound up and tense, I couldn't stay still. "He stole a senior's car for a joyride, last year. He routinely picks on the freshmen and I've personally dislocated his wrist from slapping me on the ass in, like, eight grade," Peter's eyebrows raised at my admission and Natasha gave me a vaguely approving hum.

I caught Peter's eye the moment elevator doors opened revealing a panicked looking Tony and a worried Bruce with Loki standing behind them, talking to a man in... Robes? And a red cape?

"What happened to my science child?!" Tony's fury rang high. The engineer rushed over to Peter, frantically checking him over and growling at the state of his face, letting out a string of expletives seeing the busted lip had started to bleed again.

I gave a tiny tilt of my lips to Bruce who had the oddest compilation of worried, confused and amused in his expression.

"You should probably get him to a doctor, I think his mouth is cut on the inside," I scooted closer to Banner, informing him quietly.

"I'm a doctor," The man in the cape announced, ... strutting (!) over to Pete. There was really no other way to describe his long, precise strides. He quickly butted Tony out of the way and instructed Peter to open his mouth.

"This is utter chaos," Loki muttered, sitting down on the furthest end of the couch.

"It is and I'm living for it," I sighed. The situation was very disorganized with Tony flailing about in blind panic, Bruce just standing there, Cap's rage quit and subsequent intervention by his buddies. Then the new strange dude... Loki was brooding and honestly? Big mood. The only person who made some resemblance of order out if this cluster fuck was Natasha.

All and all, it was quite endearing. I imagined that's what a large, close family would look like. When I said I was enjoying myself - no lie there, even despite the grim situation.

"How are you? Are you hurt?" Bruce quietly asked me, laced with concern. His shoulders relaxed somewhat when I shook my head negative. "Hungry?" I nodded affirmatively and the doctor produced a kit kat bar seemingly out of nowhere, winking at me with a boyish smile. I just about melted on the spot, tearing off a block and giving it to him to avoid any embarrassing reactions I might possibly spout in the wake of my recently acquired crush.

We munched in silence as the Cape Guy explained to Peter (and anxious Tony) that a few butterfly stitches would be needed as well as CT scan to rule out a possible concussion. At that point Tony was steadily turning purple in colour, rage and anxiety combining for a large storm that no doubt will hit sooner or later.

I felt responsible, I guess. Peter must've known Tony was going to react so strongly to his science son getting hurt and well, I hated seeing Tony so mad and helpless. On soft feet, I padded over to the engineer, making sure to stay within direct line of vision. "Tones?" He shot his eyes at me. He was furious. "Look, I'm going to make that fucker's life a living hell," Tony made an agitated noise of protest however I wasn't having it. I knew I'd be in trouble later but for now, I firmly placed my palm over his mouth, enjoying the surprised widening of his eyes at the frivolous gesture. "Listen, right now you can't do shit. You guys are super-powered individuals and Flash is just a nasty kid. You'll get in a big fat mess and he'll get to go away with a slap on the wrist," Tony sagged, visibly, bodily, and I felt it was safe to remove my hand from his face.

"I hate to say it but she's right," Bruce piped up behind me, voice soft.

I nodded. "I'm going to ruin the guy without putting a single finger on him," Tony nodded grimly and Cape Guy halted his examination of Peter's head to give me a mildly concerned stare. "My mother is a litigator, a vicious one at that. I've learned a trick or two," I winked with a grim sort of amusement causing the man to snort. Tony chuckled humorlessly. "As much as I hate to be the voice of reason, it would be a shame for anybody in this tower to end up behind bars. Even if it would be for a good cause," I finished my speech, patting Tony on the shoulder. The surprised squeak made its way out of my mouth when the billionaire pulled me tight against his chest, wrapping his arms around me in a desperate hug.

Ignoring my skyrocketing heartbeat, I wrapped myself around him as best as I could. Whatever issues the man had, they had to be quite painful if he reacted to the situation so intensely. I was selfish, but not heartless, so I gave into the affectionate gesture despite the inappropriate feelings that blossomed within me.

"I don't know what I've done to deserve you," Peter whined, fat round tears beginning to drip down his cheeks. I could tell he was embarrassed beyond Hell but his feelings overwhelmed him enough to just spill through. I immediately made my meanest big eyes to Natasha and Cape Guy who immediately hugged the life out of Pete. There, all set.

"Now go get that scan done," I frowned, seeing Peter start to nod off. "I don't know your name, but can you arrange that? Since you're a doctor," I nodded to the Cape Guy.

"I'm Stephen Strange," he replied, effortlessly picking up a dozing Peter and carrying him to the elevator. Before I could react, he waved his one free hand in some sort of a circle and a glowing ring appeared with what seemed to be a ER room - Strange hastily stepped through, followed by Tony suddenly withdrawing and hurrying after the ... Wizard? The portal closed immediately after.

"What the fuuuuuck..." I gaped at the now empty space. Strange, indeed. Even Loki's scoff didn't put a dent in my perplexed curiosity.

"So, lawyer family, huh?" Natasha, who I'd forgotten about, spoke up, mildly interested.

"Just my mother," I replied casually. They were the last thing in the world I wanted to talk about, especially after being so upset for the past hour. Man, I needed a drink. My hands itched for a cigarette.

"What about your father?" The spy didn't relent, pushing the issue with deadly politeness - I was actually sure she'd threaten me into talking about it even if I refused to.

"He's a celebrity manager."

"Cool," Her tone perked up at that. "Know anyone famous?"

"Know? No," I thought about all the A-list Hollywood stars I've been around, the endless parade of one-hit-wonder musicians that my dad hung out with on a daily basis. "I've crossed paths with at least half the Billboard TOP 40 but that's about it. Katy Perry was really nice," I added as an afterthought.

"I see," Natasha gave me a thoughtful once-over, patting the seat next to her. "So tell me, what do you have in mind for this Flash kid?"

My smile came out sharp and vicious. People tended to underestimate the quiet, quirky loner and I was about to remind them exactly why my kind of kids usually ended up with either millions in their bank accounts or a lengthy criminal record. "I'm going to annihilate any chance he has with having a social life, a girlfriend and I'll be damned if he gets into college without his parents going bankrupt. It goes like this..."

The ominous beginning of my plan attracted everybody in the room, even Loki. If anything, he offered the most constructive advice and the smirk he wore was positively devilish. Steve, Bucky and Thor emerged sometime during the scheming and hastily joined us, identically grim expressions on their faces. We barely managed to get done with our nefarious cackling when a portal appeared once again, Stephen stepping out of it with Tony carrying a sleeping Peter. The boy's head was bandaged, he looked like a mummy.

I stood up, beelining for Tony. "Is Pete okay? Did you call May?"

"He's not concussed but he's taking the day off tomorrow. Yes, I called May. Pete is staying here tonight," Tony looked and sounded like an exhausted, worried parent.

The urge to squee appeared again and I stomped it down with a hard "Good. We made a plan. The fucker is going to choke on his own misery," I gestured to the people sitting in a circle behind me.

Strange snorted.

Furious. I was furious.

Hands on my hips, I swerved towards him, instantly recognizing the ridiculousness of the situation. Here I stood, an eighteen year old high school student, in my fluffy rainbow sweater and denim overalls, staring down a whole grown ass man with magic powers. I digress, my pride won the race against my common sense. "Ex-fucking-cuse you, Voldemort, that's my fucking friend on the line," I seethed, giving him my best death glare.

"Language," Tony barely held together his laughter, looking at the unfolding mess with amusement. Somewhere behind me, somebody chuckled, then I recognised Loki's signature "ehehe" and it kind of went downhill from there. It's a miracle Peter didn't wake up.

"I'd be careful, Strange, she holds up against Stark very well," Loki's quiet compliment only made me preen and puff out my chest in a display of dominance. Stephen's responding eye roll was more fond than annoyed. I counted it as a win.

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